Sevilla-City of Oranges

     After checking into our little b&b in Sevilla, we rushed over to the restaurant that we were supposed to meet my two good friends from Madison-Alison and Lauren. We were almost late, but ended up running into them on the street luckily. We grabbed a doner kepab, our new favorite food, and caught up on two long months of being apart. Looking around, it was easy to see hundreds of orange trees. We almost wanted to pluck some and eat them for lunch, but apparently they are really sour right now and aren't great for eating plain, but better in marmalades? We listened to the advice, unlike Eve.
      After lunch we started our Tour de Sevilla with the two best tour guides in the whole city.  Most of our time was spent at the Seville Cathedral, the third largest basilica in the world, and where Christopher Columbus is buried at. Well, let me revise that, only his bottom half is buried there. Then just a block away we were able to tour the Alcazar of Seville. It's this great palace with beautiful gardens, rooms, and peacocks (?). After a few hours of walking we sat down for some Tinto, which is red wine mixed with some lemon flavored Fanta, and possibly the best summer drink for those of you who are of age. We departed from our tour guides and agreed to meet up later for some night time activities.
      A quick shower and some makeup application was all we needed and we were back to the grind. We met up with Alison and Lauren on the river and then proceeded to find this square that 20-somethings hang out at to chat and drink casually. When we were tired of standing not meeting any locals we left to find some tapas at around 21:30 (normal dinner time in Spain). At around 23:30 we walked to the club and had a great night showing off our moves (aka swaying back and forth while snapping). At around 3 we bid adieu and embraced knowing that we wouldn't be seeing each other in quite some time. We woke up at around 9 and managed to get out of bed and onto our plane to Valencia.